Moving with PMR

"the flu will fly away" -  doesn't feel like a flight to us!!!  How long does flu last, does anyone know?  "excess discarded without a care" -  " what a thought, how often have you downsized?  If that isn't impertinent!

"put a padlock on the lid of the deep freeze".  Good idea! 

 Thanks for tips and sympathy.

Think his shingles is causing hallucinations!!!!!!!!

Flu probably lasts a couple of weeks like a cold. How long the post viral "bleugh" lasts is another question, Especially since your immune system is a bit rubbish anyway. Look on it as a longhaul flight with Ryanair...

Last sentence - God forbid!!

Love it....our trip to Girona is enough!!

good question about the downsizing - last time we moved house we sorted out all our books. We proudly gave 3 to the book exchange and took 37 boxes with us so had to build bookshelves ..... we're experts!

We "downsized" to a self contained 4m x 2m box on 4wd wheels for 3 years of driving from Malaysia to Scotland and back via China, Scandinavia and Morocco, etc. The PMR caught up with me in Nepal on the way home so was undiagnosed for a few months until we reached Aus. You probably heard the screams.

Most nomads move back and forth in a group to areas they've been to previously. We elected for constant new places independently. Almost daily moving, wondering where to camp, different languages, potable water, food labels unreadable on unrecognisable food, is that pump really for diesel, wondering what the next mechanical or electrical problem is, the cookers broken and spare parts are 1,000km away, a wheel nearly fell off in Spain, the mozzies are biting, visas, borders, money, police, medical, what's Russian for "I need a sim card with internet on my phone". NW Mongolia before we found a welder was 10 km/hr for three days passing one vehicle per day and "we may not get to Europe". All par for the course.

But met the most wonderful people and saw the most fascinating places. Every day an adventure. Biggest achievement is we are still talking to each other .....

How to take everything we needed and nothing we didn't. I think that's what downsizing is.

Trust me (sounds like a pollie). Flu does fly away. And I'm certain the PMR does eventually. The alternative doesn't warrant thinking about. Even if it never goes away knowing it will makes a huge difference. Just a bit of life's roller coaster.

Not sure about the boxes emptying themselves though. Might need a bit of help when you finally get round to it. In the meantime try kicking them. They don't kick back. The pressure to tidy up is in the head. Do what you can when you can, not what you think you should, or worse, what someone else thinks you should. And it somehow all gets done eventually. It really does. One step at a time. And then there's something else to do (bother, I thought I was finished after this task).

Sorry if the above reads like something from Monty Python's Four Yorkshiremen. I'm really not into "my problems are bigger than yours". I think I'm much better off than most and do have lots of real sympathy for you.

I guess just trying to create a bit of "been there done that" cred. Its ok to stop. Nothing bad will happen. Paddle your canoe at your own pace. With the river not against it.

Oops! I forgot about cleaning the snow off the windscreen with bare feet in the Urals! Eh it were tuf!

"The pressure to tidy up is in the head" - man after my own heart, would you like to call by and convince my other half? He's a bit conventional...

We were nomads for a awhile - went to uni in Dundee, moved to london (mercifully that didn't last long), back to Dundee, moved to Germany, back to Dundee, moved to the north of England - progressed to northern Italy. Won't be going back to Dundee. 

Ignore the boxes for a couple of years - you then can say you managed without anything in them so they might as well be chucked/recycled/sent to the charity shop. 

Constance, you're not going to like what I'm going to say but I'm going to say it anyway, bugger the bloody boxes. We moved to our new house 4 years ago and we still haven't emptied half the boxes. The house requires cosmetic decorating, well I've only just started on one of the bedrooms. Do I care a cow, no I don't. Today I put a wash load in the washing machine then headed off to the tennis court. I haven't played tennis since onset of PMR symptoms and it was great. I was so slow about the court and I gave almost no shot strength but I felt fantastic. I'm for enjoying myself not domestic chores. And also your flu will take longer to "fly" away if you're stressing out. This advise us from one little English girl whose dearly departed German mother would  be raising her eye brows and tutting away furiously with my advise. All the best, christina 

Must be something.!!!

2 capsules, 1 big white tablet, 1 small white tablet, 1 goldilocks white tablet, 1 yucky brown tablet, with enough cholrine in the tap water to kill anything remaining 'cos the fridge with the filtered water is so far away I've forgotten what I went for by the time I get there.

And that's just for breakfast with yoghurt.

Surely all of them can't be doing me good .......... but some of them must ...

Would have loved a couple of years as a nomad.  Too many commitments and a husband who is happier at home - have to drag him on holiday!!

I do try to ignore the pile, but as I look at it, it grows!! Last time we moved we had 80 odd boxes, we "sorted out" and got down to 50 - so some improvement.  But that was pre PMR.

Perhaps I will try kicking them!!  Trouble is, we were not only leaving a large appartment, we had a spare bedrom, a big cellar and a large garage - none if which we now have.  What made us downsize?  Money!  Property prices have risen drastically here in this part of Germany and we thought we'd better move before things got worse.

Not moaning - well, not much!  We've had a very good life, but time to settle down.

I wish I could bugger the boxes.  But, you know, I don't think you know what downsizing really means.  "Just used one of the bedrooms"  - we've only got

ONE!  And you probably have a garage, and perhaps an attic?  We have neither here.  We also had a large cellar.

Don't mean to moan, but moving for the first time with PMR is something I don't want to experience again (wouldn't have been so bad, I don't think, if we hadn't gone down with a very aggressive flu).

Enough of this self pity.  Thanks for all your thoughts.  I do appreciate them.

Lf C

Life in a flat without a garage or at least a cellar doesn't bear contemplation!!! We moved from a 9 room house with an enormous double garage to a 2 up 2 down and no garage. That isn't entirely true: there was a garage but when we removed the roof to knock it down it all fell over as it had no foundations, it was just bricks on a concrete base! Thank goodness we'd never put the car in it! Couldn't use it for storage - the roof was totally rotten and leaked.

Coming here was a doddle - garage with a door in the basement, and a cellar and a BIG balcony. But we'd downsized twice in a few years and fed the charity shops and the tip well! 

Moving is never easy or fun - don't care what anyone says and we've done it a few times, going up and down the sizes in the process but none of the moves, even international, compared in horrors with the one I did just as the PMR went mad and I had had a TGA as well. I just sat and looked at the boxes and wept.

self pity is really important. sometimes you just need to take time out and whine. and that's what forums are for .

I agree!  Self pity is better than no pity at all.

Grief - how long did that take to sort out? At least, I assume it was sorted out...